The sling knots of the load of candy.
Loosened;
My bony frame bent
Into a bow;
What load can my back bear,
Dear Friend?
Loss of the Guru's word added salt
To my suffering:
A shepherdless flock became
My sheep:
What can I bear ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I believe he felt the need to redo this poem. It's a close call but I think I like The Sling of My Candy Load Has Gone Loose better. I wonder, though, why he returned to this to redo it. Perhaps he wanted to put it to music?